Sep 5, 2021
@donesurvivin
“second truck from the left. that’s the fueled up one.” his head peeks over the weathered wall and he scans the parking lot for just a second. a small church, a row of cars and two armed men, fogging up their gasmasks with acrid breaths. one of them says something, his partner hesitates before laughing.
“if you want to this to work, you could distract them while i jack the car.” finally, aiden looks over to the other man. he also seemed fine stealing from a church. in a way, it wouldn’t be a shame if one of them died here. in some cosmic sense, it would be alright. expected even.